Blogging in bed

It's a little after midnight, Sunday night/Monday morning. I couldn't quite get my head round to sleep (distracted by the shiny as ever, and the clock change, and a lie-in Sinday morning all conspiring to befuddle my brain a little!). But my room is chilly, and my back's a little sore (a combination of several hours driving, a couple of hours typing, and the night on a couch last night (a very fabulous and comfy couch with two wonderful owners, but a couch nonetheless)). What to do?

1. Praise heaven for laptop computers.
2. Fold out bed, plump up cushions.
3. Turn on little heater of win for a warmth injection for fifteen minutes (which'll then have me good till bedtime).
4. Don oh-so-attractive blue penguin PJs (thanks again, Christy), old comfy grey Purdue sweatshirt and pink and white slippershoes.
5. Locate funsize bag of minieggs.
6. Crawl into bed, et voilá. It's like blogging in a marshmallow!

A lovely wee jaunt to the north-west this weekend, to check in with the adorable folk that are the Liverpool contingent (and friends). Just what I needed after a few days of quiet and housework - good chat and silliness; bars where they showed Labyrinth on big screens and had heaters that looked like TVs showing fires; hugs and in-jokes; feasts of food and Mcflurries; big sleeps and deciding I'm Bridget (not Jones!); and hours upon hours of chat.... Thank you again, lovelies!

And now, another week begins. Monday-Tuesday-Wednesday are fairly garden variety...I need to sort out my tip of a classwork, work on some scrapbook stuff, get my plans for next term out. I also need to get to the gym after a lacklustre few spring is sprung I have no excuse (and I have to work those mini eggs off somehow!). Thursday the boy's here....because on Friday we are flying up to Scotland. WOO! I am so excited to be going home and seeing family and friends and showing him my hometown. Brilliant!

Hope you all had an ace weekend - have a super week!

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My "List" - an update!

Those of you who've been reading for a while may recall that I have a little "life list" I cooked up for myself 2 years ago. Well, I continue to work away at it, and here's the latest progress report...

I would like to be able to make good pancakes. Done, Feb 09
I would like to register myself with a doctor… Done, Aug 07
…and a dentist… Done, March 09
…and an optician. Spring/Summer 09 focus
I would like to take this blog to over 1,000 posts. (in progress!)
I would like to live abroad (whether only for a few weeks or many years, I don’t know!).
I would like to sing a solo in front of a BIG crowd. Done, Jul 07
I would like to see at least two dozen gigs. Completed, Aug 08
I would like to go on the London Eye at night, and look out over the city.
I would like to learn how to ride a skateboard.
I would like to fall in love, really and truly and without any bs. Done. :)
I would like to run a 5 kilometre race for life.
I would like to get back up to swimming 50 lengths in one go (I am becoming such a wuss!). Spring/Summer 09 focus.
I would like to read the favourite books of all my friends. (getting there!)
I would like to learn how to apply liquid eyeliner. Done, Oct 07
I would like to try golf…. Spring/Summer 09 focus.
…and bodyboarding…
…and abseiling. Done, Jun 07
I would like to be an extra in a film or TV show.
I would like to start playing flute again.
I would like to go ice skating.
I would like to have a child, or start putting cogs in motion to adopts in my mid-thirties (haha, this so comes late in the 5 year plan – if I had a kid now I’d probably misplace him or her ;-)).
I would like to learn how to drive. Done - passed test Jul 1st, 2007
I would like to drop another two dress sizes. Spring/summer 09 focus (one and a bit to go!)
I would like to visit New York…
…Toronto… Done, Oct 07
…Montreal… Done, Oct 07
…Madrid… Done, Feb 08
…and Athens.
I would like to read the whole Bible.
I would like to write letters to all my heroes. (in progress!)
I would like to watch all of the AFIs top 100 films.
I would like to be featured on a CD (singer / handclaps / lyricist / whatever!).
I would like to get back into producing video storyboards for songs I like – then if the opportunity ever arises I can have a portfolio to show.
I would like to learn how to speak Spanish.
I would like to have a poem published.
I would like to have really long hair (past elbows)….(almost there!) Spring/Summer 09 focus.
…and pretty short hair.
I would like to be a godmother (buddies and friends, this one’s on you!).
I would like to attend a film premiere.
I would like to design and produce a teeshirt.
I would like to sort out my finances. Done, I'd say, but there's always room for further improvement :)
I would like to watch ‘Snakes on a Plane’, even though the premise terrifies me.
I would like to join ebay. Done, Aug 08.
I would like to visit the Houses of Parliament. Done, Jul 07. I even got to have lunch at the House of Lords!
I would like to get into kite flying – loads of people have told me how fab it is!
I would like to take a course / read several books about web design.
I would like to learn how to play a half-decent game of tennis.
I would like to act onstage again. Done, Nov 08 (a walk on one-scene-wonder role in our school panto!
I would like to learn about art.
I would like to have at least one thousand pounds saved for rainy days. Done, Jan 09
I would like to take my HNC in radio production / do work experience at a radio station.
I would like to write a children’s book….even if it’s just for my class.
I would like to learn how to make crème brulee.
I would like to see an opera. Done, Jul 07
I would like to be a bridesmaid (bring on the pouffy pastels!).
I would like to write a good song.
I would like to have a review published.
I would like to learn how to knit. Done, May 08 (I'm not very good at it, but I can do it!)
I would like to make a photoblog where I take a picture every single day for a year. CANCELLED. I tried this, and do you know what? Some days there are too many pictures to pick just one. And others, there seems to be nothing at all.... I *will* start a photoblog again at one point, but I decided to leave this little bit of the list undone!
I would like to climb Scafell Pike…
…and Ben Nevis. Spring/summer 09 focus.
I would like to beat Peter in a game of badminton. Done, Aug 07.
I would like to raise some money for charity each year for the next five years. Ongoing - 07 and 08 achieved, 09 in progress.
I would like to get organised :-). Done, and ongoing. You guys should see the household organiser I've started using!

So that's 22 of 70 done.
6 or so in progress.
And 6 I'm focusing on.

So hopefully by September (the midway point in these shenanigans!) I shall have 34 of 70 done. A.k.a. almost half! :-) Some of them I may never do, or certainly not in the next few years. But by golly I'll have fun trying!

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People I love, part 1

I've been thinking for a while now, how blessed I am by the people in my life. And I try and count my blessings often, and tell the people that I love how much I love them. But if only I had another way to tell them....

Et voilá, this series was born. A series of posts about the wonderful people in my life who I love and who I'm lucky enough to call mum / sister / brother / father / friend / boyfriend / blog buddy...

But where to start?

With my hilarious Marmee? With my wonderful boyfriend? With one of my awesome girlfriends? And then, through the fogs of thought, one name made itself clear, and I just *knew* who I was going to kick this little lovefest off with.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Mlle Wilson.

Mlle Wilson and I have been friends for almost 5 years, since rooming together in Durham as part of the Gilesgate 3 (mad shout out to Jeaaaaan, the third of our trio, and a victim / target / much beloved member of these posts before too long herself :-)). Mlle Wilson was studying for her MA, I for my PGCE. We bonded pretty much instantly over quoted lyrics, silly antics, rollwalling and hours upon hours of chats over cups of tea or glasses of wine. And the occasional bet involving a tub of ice cream.

And why do I love her so much, I hear you question? Well....

She's kind and thoughtful and giving. She's seriously clever - she reads books that I can't even fathom the blurb to. The girl can dress, and shop, and style like you would not believe. She's delightfully silly, which compliments her wisdom and style perfectly, making her even more perfect than if she was just a clever, pretty, stylish thing. Because she funny too. :-)

I love that she's mildly obsessed with Oprah, and that she and I can talk and obsess over really silly things. I love that she cooks, and she's good at it, and she's always trying out new things. I love that the girl can knit very well, and that she knows me well enough to include a note with the kickass tea cosey she made me for Christmas instructing me *not* to try and wear it as a hat.

I'm loving seeing her with a boy who deserves her, a boy who gets how amazing she really is. I love that she salsa dances divinely....but I also know that the girl will have my back when it comes to Hammer dancing at my wedding (if and when I ever get married). I love that she and I can chat for hours about....nothing, but having such fun that the tears are literally streaming down our faces. I love how beautiful Mlle Wilson makes her life, and the beauty that she gives to the lives of others.

So, Mlle Wilson, I love you. Thank you for the myriad blessings you have brought into my world with your amazing spirit and your beautiful heart. Thank you for the gales of laughter, for helping me when the skies were grey, thank you for believing in me even when I didn't. I am so so blessed to have you in my life, and I hope you always know this. You are truly like a sister to me, and I wish absolutely nothing but the best for you, darling girl.

Witness the fitness!

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Here's the thing.

I have way too much stuff.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much stuff.

Books, scarves, teeshirts, CDs, mugs, shoes, postcards, bags, lovely little gifty things, photoframes, shiny things I bought on impulse, eyeshadows, sweaters.... I'm incredibly lucky.

But I'm also moving in four months.


Guess who's trying to sort out stuff right now?

Trying to decide which things I definitely need - teaching notes, pens, Jockey Bear, a kettle, my laptop, my iPod.

Trying to sort the things I would definitely like to keep and have with me - cute shoes, wind up Mozart, pretty nicknacks friends have given me.

Trying to think of some stuff that Mum and Dad *might* store for me for a few years (our big three bed in Forres probably having more room in one room than wherever I may end up in London may have in total) - books, PGCE notes, my printer.

Then there's the stuff to get rid of - stuff to recycle, stuff to throw, stuff to give to the charity shop, stuff to give to friends, stuff to try and sell...

Four years is the longest I've ever lived anywhere...and man, have I done it in style!

Back to the boxes!

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The thing about the end of a stressful term and the start of a good long break is that it tends to sucker punch your system a little... Add in a meds experiment (doctor sanctioned, fear not, gentle reader!) and you have the specimen typing this - a very tired bunny indeed. And a tired bunny who has already slept over 12 hours of the last twenty four...

....first things first, I'm coming straight off those meds. I thought they'd mess with me...and I was right. And the thing they were to fix is sufficiently minor that I'll look for another route, I'm afraid. As fun as today's nausea, faintness and woeful overtiredness has been....


Once that hurdle's cleared, I can get on with the many, many things that need doing - people to visit, letters to write, things to plan, stuff to read, flats to tidy, areas to research... Not to mention I *have* to get to the gym. I swear, this evening I could practically hear my trainers weeping through lack of use!


Oh and to close, I love this woman's voice. I need to see her live, stat. Plus, she's ethnofabulous is that?

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A covering call

Hello all. If you are the praying kind, please can you pray for Stellan. Stellan is the little boy of Mckmama, creator of the highly enjoyable 'Not Me! Mondays'. Her littlest, Stellan, is sick and in hospital - you can read all the details on her blog.

Please do pray for this little boy and this darling family at this time.

Love and blessings,
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"Not me!" Monday, 23/3/09

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

Well first and foremost, I am definitely not writing this in my PJs at ten-twenty on a Monday morning on a lovely Monday morning. What a silly thing that would be to do...

Likewise, on Friday I didn't get in from work and curl up to read 'Twilight' (which I'm totally not reading, either. I don't need to read a teenage vampire love saga, because I'm a proper grown up, me. It would conflict with my busy big girl schedule of doing chores and reading important books like Anna Karenina ;)), and promptly fall asleep for four hours. I'm way too mature for naps....

I did not choose to have just carrot sticks and dip for supper the other evening. Naturally I produced a home-cooked, nutritionally balanced feast, and did the dishes straight afterwards. As ever.

I certainly didn't panic about a particular sum on my credit card for a good three hours before I realised that it was in fact payment for a doohickey on my car. So naturally I wasn't relieved that I hadn't called the emergency helpline straight away (as the regular one was closed. Or not. Oh, this not me stuff can be confusing!).

I definitely didn't *just* get round to seeing 'Slumdog Millionaire'. I mean, with half a degree in film I always take care to watch all the big new films and mull them over in good time, the better to appreciate their artistry. Or something.

I am not spending a lot of online time discovering new blogs and catching up with old favourites. It's totally not a blessing to have the time to do this.

I did not realise yesterday, as I drove around in the glorious spring sunshine, that my car hasn't been washed properly in months. There was not a small film of grime on it to give this away.

And speaking of driving, I certainly didn't get lost on the way home from the movies yesterday, taking one wrong turn which resulted in my touring not one, not two, but three counties. Noooooooooooooooooooooo.

Et finallement, I did not discover a great new online music gadget, full of lots of stuff, including much great new hip music, and then spend an entire morning listening to country music, Tina Turner, and Cher. That doesn't sound like me at all.

How about you?

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My News....

...because I realised earlier today that if you're not a work colleague, a friend I've seen recently, or a Joinee, you wouldn't know.

Well, the gist of it of this summer, I will be a Country Mouse no longer (in location, at least! I think I'll always be a little country inside!). Guess who's moving to London?

After interviewing, visit teaching etc., I've been offered an ace new post, and I'm moving to a new school. I start in September, and I'll be living it up in the big bad city. Expect adventures aplenty, methinks! I will miss my current school so much (particularly my ace colleagues and the wonderful kids), but I am SO excited about this new chapter in my life!

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A patchwork post....

Just a few bits and bobs today...


So here I am at quarter to nine on a Friday night in my dressing gown, drinking tea. Never let it be said that I don't know how to partay! We broke up for spring break at lunchtime today, and after the usual farewells headed home. I got into bed, read a chapter or two of 'Twilight' (I got that and the next book in the series, 'New Moon' on offer in the supermarket. I enjoyed the last book I read so much (Eat, Pray, Love) that I wanted something to go straight onto), then fell asleep for three hours, waking at past seven. Bliss. After a blogathon, I may have a bubble bath :).


I am loving the weather we are having here right now. Beautiful sunny days, lighter mornings and longer days, and the clocks "spring" on Sunday morning, making it even more delicious. The dawn chorus outside ghetto flat is getting more impressive each morning, and I'm excited to see all the daffodils in bloom. Don't you just love cheerful yellow flowers?


I'm so excited it's spring break! We have three weeks, and I have lots planned! I'm looking forward to going and spoiling the boy next week and popping up to see the lovely Tara too. Mlle Wilson's coming to visit (when, baby girl?) and Rachel, Fi, Beverley and I have plans for coffees and lunches and runs to the cinema (can you believe I still haven't seen Slumdog Millionaire yet?). The boy and I are going up to Forres for a few days which should be ace - I'm looking forward to seeing friends and family and the sea and the hills, and meeting my friend Erin's beautiful baby girl, Mia, for the first time!And on the last weekend of the break it's GGF, one of the big Join Meets of the year, and then we are with the boy's family for Easter Sunday. I'm excited to see them again!

As well as all that, I'm looking forward to big sleeps, long walks, and getting a million and one little jobs done!


Speaking of the boy (if he's reading - hey, baby :-)), after a colleague asked me earlier, I worked out that we've been together 6 months now. Jolly moo, when did *that* happen? Six wonderful months, I must add. If you are reading this honey - thank you so much for making me so happy, and just making my already blessed life even more wonderful. You = win.

Hee, he'll be blushing now. The rest of you can stop barfing, I'm done. ;-)


My friend and colleague Sarah left our school today, to move to New Zealand where her clever husband has got a new job. I'd really appreciate it if you'd keep them in your thoughts and prayers as they journey over there and start this wonderful new chapter in their lives. Also, she may be starting a blog - if she does I will link to her so you can read all the fun!


Excitement! I have an Easter Egg with my name on it!!!!! Aw yeah.

On that note, time to close and go have a bath. Then read some more 'Twilight'. Then go to bed...again. Brilliant!

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Wordless Wednesday (well, almost)

Spring has sprung here! Yay! :-)

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"Not me!" Monday... 16/3/09

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

I definitely did not fall asleep a little after ten on Saturday night. On someones shoulder. In front of the football. And I certainly didn't then wake up and be all confused as to where I was.

I did not do a very silly lobster dance in the middle of a corridor simply to amuse one of my tutees who was under the weather. How undignified would *that* be?

I did not under any circumstances teach my RS classes a cheer of sorts to remember the Ten Commandments. As if! Very staid, me.

I certainly did not make a pizza at ten o'clock at night, just through a case of late evening munchies. What a silly thing that would have been to do!

I was definitely not in my jammies until past one yesterday, rocking some magnificent bedhead. Proper groomed ladylike grownup, me.

What did you not do this week?

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Recent reasons why I love my job (observations on a vocation)

Little smiles at in-jokes from a misheard word in the classroom.

Opening new worlds, whether it's a mathematical concept, or the magic of baking, or the deep thoughts and ponderings of religion.

That moment when one of your naughties does something really well. Or when he bounds up to you at the end of the day to give you a great big bear hug.

When a calculation or a spelling or an answer just 'clicks' in a child's brain and it's like a door has opened for them. When you see a child use a method or a strategy or a technique or a trick you've taught them to do something well.

The little notes and pictures that I get almost daily - portraits, little love notes, silly cartoons, and mispelled missives, and pictures of things I like (stars, hedgehogs, George Clooney).

How eager my pupils are to do the right thing, and the honour and privelege I have in helping them to work out what the right thing *is*.

The loyalty - to school, to friends, to tutor group.

Cosy Thursday storytimes, reading books "with the voices!" and watching little eyes full of wonder as the story unfolds.

When that shy child snuggles in to tell you a story or a joke or a tale, and you know they are just really comfortable at school.

The silly things they do sometimes, that mean you have to tell them off and struggle to keep a straight face. "Tobelicious! Do NOT torture Kittykat with that worm!!!"

Dancing around the classroom on a rainy Monday morning break, shaking the cobwebs away with a good old boogie.

The soundtrack of giggles and chatter.

Watching the children on stage in a play, and seeing how proud their parents are of them, and how proud they are of themselves.

The nicknames - la Bonj, Beanie, Clembot, Disco Squirrel....

And last but not least....the holidays! This term has been non-stop...roll on the Easter break and time to regroup!

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Ambition, ambitions

When I was younger, I had lots of ambitions, lots of wants, lots of wishes, lots of goals. These were big, huge, epoch defining, CAPSLOCK type ambitions, the kind that change the world, change lives, challenge the order of things. Some I think were born out of a desire to do good....some as an aspiration....some as an escape....and some of them just came out of nowhere.

I was the crown princess of dreaming big...

I wanted to earn a PhD. I wanted to travel. I wanted to live abroad. I wanted to get married. I wanted a huge, gorgeous house. I wanted to write a great book. I wanted to sing professionally. I wanted a big family. I wanted to work for the UN. I wanted to learn how to survive on four- or five-hours sleep a night. I wanted to win an Oscar. I wanted to.... Oh man, how I wanted to do so many things...

And now?

I'm still ambitious (a little hellion like me was never going to grow up to be completely mellow!), but pragmatism and an appreciation of how lucky I am in the little life I have have tempered the ambition somewhat. I want to sing often and well...and if I can ever have someone pay me to do so, that's all the better. I want to enjoy what I do, and am fortunate enough to have a job where I can find so many moments of joy (yes, even with the late finishes and piles o'stress and paperwork, I do love what I do). I want to be a good friend, one who listens and nurtures and cares. I want to help and love my family as much as I can. I want to build a home and a life full of beauty and kindness and own kind of home too (haha, for that read "cosy", "homey", or just plain "messy"!). As I've said before, I want to be a positive in the lives of those around me.

Things I desire now are less concrete, less tangible. My hopes now are simultaeneously easier and harder to achieve. But they sure are fun to think about from time to time....

What are your ambitions, friends?

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Singalong Sunday, March 8th

Bringing back an old favourite way to post...basically me wittering on as ever...but letting you know what I'm listening to while I do so...

1. The First Day of My Life - Bright Eyes

Oh man, I love this song. I like it so much it's my ringtone. Just beautiful lyrics, that always make me smile. Who can resist a song that contains the lyric "I'd rather be working for a paycheck / than waiting to win the lottery"? Just beautiful.

2. Time Is Running Out - Muse.

Bit of a different mood to this track... It always makes me smile, because it always seems to come onto my iPod when I'm on the train or the tube and it takes all the grown up power I possess to not break out a little dance routine. I love Muse.

So here I am, typing away in my big cosy dressing gown and my truly hideous penguin pyjamas, tired and happy after a lovely, lovely weekend. Once or twice a term my school lets out at lunchtime on a Friday (and considering on other Fridays I work till six *and* have five hours to teach Saturday morning, that's a big ol' chunk of extra time), which always sets the scene for lots of fun. This weekend was no exception, and I must confess I was just as chirpy and full of beans as many of my students when the end of classes rolled around....

3. Don't Panic - Coldplay

I really do like the album 'Parachutes'. Reminds me of uni.

So, classes are out, and I zip home to change and pack (stopping en route to buy a pirate hat, for no reason other than to fulfil an in-joke), then get to the station in plenty of time for my train down to London. Isn't it a delicious feeling to be stood on a train platform in the sunshine, with somewhere to go, with a whole weekend ahead of you?

4. God Only Knows - Beach Boys.

This song always reminds me of my friends, and the many blessings they give to me. Brian Wilson's such a huge talent. What a star!

Train to London, tube across, and then I'm stood there at Euston with time to spare, stood on the concourse as hundreds if not thousands of people march and mill and mope around, waving goodbye, hugging hello, crying, laughing, waiting, watching. I had a half hour to kill before the boy arrived (I'm uber-punctual wherever I can be!) - what to do? Oh look, a branch of Paperchase....

5. Lithium - Nirvana.

Another university memory here....ah, my rock chick phase! Smileyest rocker ever...

Several postcard purchases later, and I perch outside...within five minutes the boy arrives and we head off to board the train up to Lancaster, in the North-West of England. We spend the journey chatting and catnapping and being our normal silly selves, and before we know if, we are up in the north and whizzing off to our hotel for the weekend (which was b.e.a.utiful). Quick change of clothes, and then we were back out the door.

6. Business Time - Flight of the Conchords.

Love this duo - I must catch some of season two before long!

Out the door to explore the campus at Lancaster University (where the boy went for undergradm fact fans! ;)), hit a few bars, see a few sights. Oh man, going to university bars when you're twenty-eight is a game of extremes - I seemed to spend part of the time going "OH, man, she's at uni? She looks about twelve" and another part going "That girl looks my age already. Thank you universe for the awesome powers of moisturiser and an addiction to water," and a small but significant part thinking "Wow. That's a small dress. She must be freezing!" Haha, I am getting old!

7. Lucky Man - The Verve.

I do like when The Verve do positive!

We went to a few of the college bars, ending the night at the grad bar, where the clientele was far more normal and the mood a little more subdued. Then, back to the hotel of win. Saturday dawned cold and crisp, with grey clouds scattering the sky. What with both of us being at least part northern, this was no deterrent to a grand day out. We started with a big English breakfast and a daylight look round the uni. It's lovely to hear the boy talk about Lancaster and the uni - he's so into the place and has such affection for it, it's contagious. Then we caught the bus into town for a quick pint before our date with the 'Dolly Blues'.

8. Man In The Mirror - Michael Jackson.

This song makes me want to grab a gospel choir and sing.

The 'Dolly Blues', I hear you ponder. That would be the team we also call Lancaster City, who were up against Salford City in their league. Yes, I finally saw my first live football match! I've watched a tonne on television, of course, but never soaked up a match day proper. And as sheeting northern rain fell down at the match's onset, there was plenty of soaking up to do! A good match, lots of banter and controversy, brilliant locals watching (only a hundred or so in the crowd, but a great atmosphere), and a 5-3 scoreline to finish (a very very wet and muddy pitch meant there was lots of sliding and interesting challenges going on). It was brilliant - I am genuinely excited for the next game we're going to see, next week. A thoroughly entertaining afternoon. And then a drink and some dinner in a lovely warm pub before moving on for the evenings entertainment.

9. I Guess That's Why They Call It The Blues - Elton John.

Oh man, this so should have come up as number 9. Would have so worked with the Lancaster City chat!

We spent our evening at the Lancaster Beer Festival (my first beer festival, actually - yesterday was a veritable feast of first!), with Mike, a friend from Matthew's time at LU, Mike's fiancé Jen, her friend Claire, and Claire's friend Rich / Chris / Finch / Mit??? (for the life of me, I didn't catch his name properly and heard many many variants!). Good evening of beer and chat and banter and music. All things I adore. Then back to the hotel for a well earned soak and then a big, big sleep. The last thing I remember saying was something about watching a movie or somesuch....when I woke up it was early morning. Fresh air + walking + beer + nice warm bath= a sleepy Claire!

10. Karma Police - Radiohead.

Have you heard the mix where they splice this with 'Paper Planes' by M.I.A.? As this started I was half expecting her to break in....

And then today, a day of tea and chat and passing time, train journeys and the boy being scared of children on the train, lie ins and delicious breakfasts, and just generally having a lovely chilled time. And now, time for emails and dishes and washing my face and bed, because the next week is going to be, in a word, insane.

Have a lovely week, all!

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Wordless Wednes...d'oh!

Do you know what's classic?

Spending a whole break duty watching children whizz around and ask their usual eleventy million questions ("may I go to the loo?", "what time is my music lesson?", "Why are clouds there?", "why are there no ducks in the pond?"), merrily trying to think of something to post for a "wordless Wednesday" post.

Coming up with a good idea. Thinking when to go and get the shot.

Feeling quite happy about the plan...

Then realising it's Thursday.

I'm such a goof!

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Isn't it amazing what a little sunshine can do?

Last night it was windy, cold, wet, wild, freezing rain-sleet hurling itself down, ruining outfits and giving me hair that redried to look like a frizztacular version of Miss Diana Ross. A good look, I'm sure you will agree ;).

This morning, it's a different story. I awoke to a gentle yellow light peeking through the curtains, and ate my wholewheat banana cake to the tune of happy birds on the trees outside my window. It's still chilly, but the sky is blue, the sun is shining, and the wind has calmed to a gentle breeze that ruffles the evergreens. The snowdrops and crocuses that are peeping out look cheery on the lawns. The children are smilier and the world looks different.

I love the sun. :-)

And it reminds me that we are after all, in March, and that spring is a mere hop, skip, and jump away. After March winds and April showers, will come May flowers, and sunny days. Lovely. Besides, there's so much to enjoy about the turning from winter into spring, as the world wakes up - gorgeous sunrises, banks of daffodils, that wonderful rising of the sap in the world at large. A season of life, of renewal, of change. In many, many ways.

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"Not me!" Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

Hmmmm, what have I not been doing this week, or over the last few days?

Well I definitely didn't make two banana cakes, only to realise that the heavy flour I used meant they were far to crumbly and fall-apart-y to take into school.

Oh, and I didn't confuse one of my colleagues utterly by hiding under my desk mid-lesson. No siree.

I most emphatically did not spend hours last night daydreaming and making silly castle-in-the-air plans instead of actually doing my chores. I also did not under any circumstances sprinkle rose petals in my bath. Uh-uh.

As for Saturday night, during cocktails and fun with the girlies, I did not pose for far too many pictures involving pink flower rings and yellow smiley men. I'm a twenty-eight-year-old woman. How silly would that be?

How about you? ;)


(Pictures by the gorgeous Miss WEG)
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I think full on would be an understatement.

My feet are barely pausing to touch the ground (and likewise, my fingers barely pausing to graze the keyboard) as life whizzes by at a frightening, thrilling, exhilarating, exhausting pace. But I’m determined to get blogging again….I love the outlet, and I love reading about the lives of others too.

It’s a beautiful sunny winter’s day outside today – what’s it like where you are. Here it’s blue skies and cold, frost and sunshine. It’s beautiful, and I’d love to go for a long walk – alas, marking and rehearsals and just plain busy are going to keep me from that for a while!

Life’s busy good though….work’s frenetic, but that’s usual for this point in the year. The Lent term is the shortest, but we seem to cram just as much in! Keeps us all on our toes though, and there’s certainly never a dull moment. I’m also having a ball socially, my diary full of visits with or by dear friends, drinks and dinners and lunches and coffees, and dates with the boy. If I can just crowbar in some more exercise and naptimes, and sometime to actually tidy my home, I’d be the happiest bunny ever!

I feel ready for spring, for light, for sunshine, for flowers. How about you?

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